Phir wio mujhe dhan dhan…… shot marne laga or mebhi maze se chudwane lagi…….aaaaaaaahhhahahhhahahahah deb chodo mujhe ..aa.a.a.a.aa.a.a.aaa or...jor se phad do meri chut aaaahahahahahahhaahha phir wo mujhe kutia ki tarah rakh ke piche se meri chudai karne laga jab uska maal khalash hua to sari ke sari meri chut me chod diya . jo maal chut se bahar aya me usko ungli se lake chat ne lagi or jo uska lund me laga tha usko chusne lagi.Phir wo mujhe ulata kiya or mere gand me apna lund dal ke chod ne. All my fears of loosing John disappeared & knowing now Amanda had a friend of her own to play with, she could get satisfied very well with Jennifer & they both could satisfy each other any time. A strange sort of friendship & relationship around our church going area, something i hope everyone is discreet about. Over the coming months when Amanda tried to cox John to fuck her, the same thing happened 2 other times where he would not get hard for her unless i was there, after those 2 times both. Her mouth on my cunt made sloppy, wet sounds. She pushed her tongue into me and shook her head back and forth. Mom then returned to licking and kissing my clit.“Are you warmed up?” she asked.“Boy, I’ll say,” I said. “Shouldn’t I…?”“No, dear, you just relax. And hang on a minute, I’ve got something for you.”Mom got the box she’d put on the floor and pulled out a wand vibrator, took off the plastic wrap. She had to tell me what it was, it looked sort of like an overgrown microphone, although not. But I needed to make sure it was him.So,I had an idea.I purposely buttoned the 2nd hook of my nightie with the 3rd hole and reversed my bra before hooking before sleeping.I did that for around a week with no results.But then once again,I woke up late and saw my nightie and bra hooked properly.I understood that my FIL was mixing sleeping pills in my badam milk and then playing with my body.He wasnt penetrating either because he dont want to get caught or he was impotent.But I know he wont stop.